Complete Martial Arts Attributes Chapter 713: Jin Yaozhen killed the sword intent… ten percent!

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There is an extinct volcano in the snow-capped mountains. Under the surging force of the formation, the magma is constantly gushing out, and under the control of Wang Teng, it condenses into a giant lava dragon.

In an instant, a nine-headed lava dragon appeared in the sky, hovering and swooping down like an overwhelming sky.

The roar is loud and terrifying!

The people of the Shinrikyo cult in the surroundings were shocked and fled to the distance, leaving their Pope under the attack of the nine-headed lava dragon.

And this lava dragon was also heading towards the Pope of Truth. At this time, they were wrapped in the scorching heat and rumbling down.

"..."

The Pope of Truth turned dark. He didn't expect Wang Teng to be so reckless. He said he would do it.

Moreover, it was such a powerful attack.

Also let him experience it in person, MMP I only want to experience it in person because it hurts in his spare time.

The Pope of Truth wants to scold his mother at this time.

The dark-hearted group of the guys in front of them, obviously just want to kill him, but they say to experience it for themselves.

It sounds good, and it's ruthless!

But the nine-headed lava dragon is a living creature without thinking. No matter how hard the Pope of Truth is, what should fall is still to fall.

In just a few breaths, the nine-headed lava dragon is no more than tens of meters away from the Pope of Truth. That huge body appeared on top of his head. The body condensed by lava exudes hot heat all the time. Swept out with strength.

The crimson body was reflected in the eyes of the Pope of Truth, and his pupils faintly contracted.

I have to say that even the 13-star warrior of the top warrior dare not underestimate this offensive.

The Pope of Truth raised the sword in his hand, the force in his body was full of surging waves, forming a huge golden barrier in front of him.

Boom!

The nine-headed lava dragon finally arrived, slamming against the golden barrier, making a terrifying loud noise.

The golden barrier trembled violently, and stalemate with the lava dragon!

"Block... blocked??!"

The people of the truth sect were shocked, looking towards the collision between the two sides.

Zhou Xuanwu and others couldn't help frowning. Couldn't even the formation method defeat the Pope of Truth? Is his strength really strong to this point?

Crack!

But at this moment, a clear cracking sound suddenly came out.

Everyone was shocked.

After that, I heard a burst of "Ka~Ka~K..." and everyone followed the sound and saw that cracks suddenly appeared on the golden barrier.

Boom!

Everyone just showed horror, the golden barrier was already unable to support it, and it burst open.

The nine-headed lava dragon turned into billowing hot lava, scouring down, completely submerging the Pope of Truth.

"This..."

The truth sect person suddenly lost his voice, his face turned pale, and despair appeared again.

If even the Pope is defeated, what hope does they have.

The three legion warriors all around saw this scene, although they were shocked, but they reacted immediately.

"Kill!"

"Exterminate all cultists!"

A cold and harsh shout suddenly sounded, and all the warriors launched a charge.

The so-called momentum is one ebb and flow.

At this moment, the strength of the Shinrikyo warriors is low, and the warriors of the three major legions have naturally risen, and all of a sudden they have the upper hand.

The ten or more bishops of Shinrikyo are all warrior-level existences, and their strength ranges from 10 to 12 stars.

They bear the brunt of the attacks from the three major legions.

And the deputy commanders of the three major legions are also powerful at the general level, especially the two deputy commanders of the Xuanwu Legion, whose strength is only below Zhou Xuanwu, reaching the rank of 12-star generals, and they are extremely powerful.

Each of these warlord-level powerhouses has powerful destructive power, and their battle areas are scattered separately so as not to affect each other.

A warlord-level powerhouse turned into a force light group, constantly colliding in the sky, and the condensed artistic conception ravaged the sky. At their level, it is not difficult to master the artistic conception. It is nothing more than the difference between the strength and the weakness.

Boom!

There was a sudden explosion.

An 11-star warlord-level powerhouse of Shinrikyo was beheaded, and the person who shot was a general-level powerhouse of the Xuanwu Legion. He cut off the head of the Shinrikyo powerhouse with a single knife, and blood was splashed. In mid-air.

One by one, the attribute bubbles fell from the body of the strong Jinri sect, and fell to the ground with his corpse.

At this time, Wang Teng's attention was focused on the magma in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to the situation there. Fortunately, these bubbles would not disappear in a short time.

With the fall of the first warrior-level powerhouse of Shinrikyo, the morale of Shinrikyo warriors was hit again.

The bishops of truth cults looked ugly, and they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts.

Strong generals are also human beings, and they will die as well. If this continues, they will also follow in their footsteps.

……

Boom!

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the pool formed by molten lava in the sky, and countless lava was exploded and splashed all around.

A figure rushed out of it.

The Pope of Truth!

He is not dead yet!

Everyone was taken aback.

"I'm not dead!" Zhou Xuanwu's pupils shrank, and he said in a condensed voice.

Wang Teng's face didn't look too surprised. He had already seen the situation in the molten slurry through [Essence Pupil]. Although the breath of the Pope of Truth is a bit unstable, the breath of life is still Stubborn, obviously not so easy to die.

"The Pope!"

"The Pope!"

The Shinrikyo warriors were overjoyed and shouted.

The Pope of the Truth did not pay attention to the cheers of the truth cult fighters. At this time, his face was blue, his clothes were torn, and there were many burn marks on his body, making him extremely embarrassed.

He looked at Wang Teng with a cold gaze, and said: "It's really amazing. It has made me suffer again and again. It has been a long time since I saw a young man with great potential like you."

"Your compliment, I will accept it unceremoniously!" Wang Teng said shamelessly.

"..." The Pope of Truth choked and said coldly: "I won't be arguing with you. You can drive me to this level. You are proud enough, but if you think that you can kill me, That would be naive."

"Then you can taste this again." Wang Teng smiled indifferently, waved his hand, countless molten lava gushing out of the ground again.

Wow!

Surging like a tide, all the molten smelt turned into a long river of horses, rolling towards the Pope of Truth.

"Huh!"

The Pope of Truth snorted coldly and raised his sword high.

A horrible sword intent hits the sky.

The golden light was so dazzling, everyone who looked at the light seemed to be hurt by a sharp meaning, they all felt their eyes sting, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

Even some weak warriors have blood and tears in their eyes, and two big eyeballs are injured.

The warriors all around immediately avoided their gazes, not daring to look directly.

The Pope of Truth burst out of his eyes with sharp golden sword lights, piercing directly at Wang Teng.

Jin Yaozhen killed the sword intent... ten percent!